Chapter 32: Opening a Tower to Make a Fortune-The Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

The borrowed endoscope came in a leather case with wires attached and looked like a large thermometer gun with a screen, which at the time was not very clear and could only be described as a blur.

Put the head to put the pylon flat down, hit a point with the drill bit along the edge, followed by just keep drilling in, at first it was not easy to get, often slipping, the drill bit went down a little bit much better.

Ashoka Pagoda, the base part of the tower is about 7 centimeters thick, it is a little bit to change the drill bit to grind in, grinding more than three hours.

I heard the drill burst out, a sound that indicated that the bottom of the tower was punched through, and as the head of the handle had guessed, the middle level was empty.

Wiping the head off the sweat, he said, “Budgie straighten the line and see if you can smooth it in.”

Beanpole said yes, and he stroked the leather line straight and shoved it in a little.

“I can’t, it’s got a little light on the end of this wire with a small eye, and it’s stuck,” said Beanpole Boy, saying it wouldn’t tuck in.

It took a good deal more grinding of the head to get the thread to feed in successfully.

“How about it Yun Feng, will it work?”

I adjusted the brightness, looked at the small two-inch screen and said, “It works, there’s an image.”

Putting the head and Xiaoxuan both gathered around to watch.

Through the inner mirror we got a picture of the tower, and it turned out that the interior was three iron rods inserted horizontally under each section of the tower, which were supposed to reinforce the weight-bearing strength of the tower.

“Shove it in there Bud, you have to push a little harder.” I commanded.

Beanstalker stuffed the line in again.

“It’s stuck again.” Beanpole said.

I looked at the small screen and said, “You’re next to the iron bar, yank it to the left. Yeah, on the go a little bit.”

I directed Beanpole Boy and threaded the endoscopic wire through the gap between the three iron rods.

“Huh? Wait a minute,” said the man staring unblinkingly at the endoscopic screen, “What’s this?”

I looked at the small screen on the endoscope suspiciously, only to see that on the three short iron rods, lying across a roll of paper-like things, due to the low resolution of the screen is a little fuzzy, look at the color of this like a yellowish-white.

“Paper?”

“Not a thangka, not a nine-eyed dzi?”

“A roll of paper from Western Xia? This can be preserved?”

Putting his head looking at the small screen, said in disbelief: “It’s not easy to say, Kozlov took a lot of literature from Blackwater City back then, and now that book in the museum of the country of Ula, the “Fan Han Heshi Palm Pearl”, is not the paper’s Chinese to flip the Xixia thesaurus.”

Bean Sprout Boy looked sideways at the screen, “Grass, it’s over, it’s just a small roll of ragged paper! We’ve lost a lot of money!”

I gritted my teeth and commanded Beanpole to continue feeding the line upwards, only to find nothing else even when I got to the top of the tower.

I asked the head of the handle, “We shook the tower to send out a rattle, paper can rattle?”

Shaking his head in disbelief, he said he couldn’t figure it out, and that he’d have to take this out and look at it.

We got a piece of wire, bent the front end of the wire into a little hook, and Beanpole poked at it, a little bit, and drove the thing over the edge.

“It’s falling!”

“Can’t get it out!” Bean Sprout Boy said sharply, “The eye of the drill is too small! It won’t come out!”

Have come to this point, not to take things out of the heart is not willing to put the head of no way, and then use the drill to expand the hole. I watched all the sweat, such a big hole how to repair, the buyer Liu Yuanning if you see out do not want to do.

When the stuff fell out, we saw that it wasn’t paper, but a small piece of parchment-like stuff that looked like paper because it was so thin and oxidized and discolored.